Waste wood poison doctor evil concubine

Chapter 197 Chapter 197 The Tsunami Strikes 7
Qianye hurriedly stepped forward to support Shen Miaoyin, pointed at Mo Beixie, stomped his feet and gritted his teeth, "Why don't you know how to pity and cherish jade at all, Miao Miao, are you okay?"

Shen Miaoyin coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh my god, you vomited blood!" Qianye screamed in a fuss, and then looked at Mo Beixie, with a murderous look in his eyes. This legendary idiot, the third highness, was so vicious. He took Shen Miaoyin's pulse , his complexion changed drastically.

"Brother, hurry up." Shen Miaoyin pushed Qianye and cried out in pain, she had suffered serious internal injuries, and now it was as if a fire was burning in her body.

"Miaomiao, sit down first." Qianye's originally frivolous face became serious at this moment.

Shen Miaoyin stretched out her hand to hold his hand, and said in a low voice, "Mo Beixie is very strong, he has at least reached the Xiantian Realm."

"What!" Qianye yelled in shock, looking up at Mo Beixie who exuded a heavy coercion. He has actually reached a warrior above the Xiantian realm. Why did he receive information that he is only a fourth-rank warrior.

Pit father ah!He is an eighth-level warrior, and an eighth-level warrior is like throwing an egg at a stone against an innate-level warrior. Isn't that a death sentence?
"Brother, retreat!" Shen Miaoyin gritted her teeth, although she was only a sixth-rank warrior, she felt that Mo Beixie's original move was very strong, and the invisible coercion was definitely above the Xiantian realm.

She glanced lightly at the man standing there with a proud posture and a natural dignity. It was incredible that he had reached the innate realm at such a young age.

Qianye flicked his sleeves angrily, he didn't know whether it was Qi Mo Beixie who had such a high level of martial artist, or Qi Mo Beixie was the one who gave him the information. Wasn't this asking him to die? Fortunately, he hadn't fought the opponent head-on.

"Let's go." Qianye pouted and glared at Mo Beixie angrily, then glanced at the little beauty resentfully and aggrievedly. This was the first time he was out on a mission in such embarrassment. Who would kill Qiandao to provide one? Wrong information, see how he will deal with him when he goes back.

Aww, he just walked away in such a disgruntled manner, he lost all face!
Looking at Qianye's appearance, Murong Feng only felt it was funny, she didn't want to fight with the Nether Sect members right now, it would be best for them to withdraw by themselves.

After the Nether Cult's people had left, Murong Feng led everyone towards the next destination, but they didn't go far when suddenly several corpses came out from the woods not far away.

Seeing this, everyone had to retreat immediately and change to other places to do tasks.

For the next few days, the sky over the Ten Thousand Devils Battlefield was covered with dark clouds, and there were occasional thunder and lightning, but there was no rain. Although everyone felt strange, they didn't understand why the weather was like this.

Murong Feng does tasks during the day and finds a place to practice at night, because the battlefield of the myriad demons is always covered with dark clouds, even at night the sky is pitch black, not even a single star, so she can't absorb the power of the stars.

Since she was promoted last time, she has started to absorb the spiritual energy of the five series again, striving to advance to the sixth-rank warrior as soon as possible.

Another two days passed, and when she went back to rest in the evening, Murong Feng was full of suspicion. Why did she feel that there were fewer magic soldiers today, as if they had suddenly disappeared.

Today they also met other teams from Zhanri Academy, and students from other academies who came here for assessment, but they didn't meet many magic soldiers.

(End of this chapter)